

Jive Insteadwake up in the mornin' and it's rainin' music in the streets crooked men on they crooked stilts doin' they shufflescrape walk Tim don't wait for nobody to start fillin' ev'ry window, ev'ry bar stool, ev'ry fryin' pan with his smooth version of happiness 'fore you knows it you is clappin' them torches you hands become and Tim? All he gotta say 'bout his airwave therapy is "What I'm 'bout to say will surely come back to me."Jive Instead


Hammer the Pig, ThenIt was in this bed that her boyfriend raped me. But I still have to sleep in it every night because Mama said we can't afford to buy me a new one. Fuck having a new bed. I'd rather have a new house,Hammer the Pig, Then
an escape from the daymares of the unwilling.
Mama said we can't afford that,
either.


RebirthI'll start - with the tips of my toes my body curved like only the finest petal would it's time to throw your oppression off my shoulders you can have it back.Rebirth
my feet conceive my guidance wading through all your thorny foliage no longer will I let your control erect a barbed wire fence around me you cripple my independence.
my knees conceive my submission my forgiveness absent, as is my trust no longer will I kneel, bend and sway, a bystander for your penetrating pleasure this is ain't no prayer I've ever known.
my hips conceive my indecision m


So Many Ways to Sayokay. so today I exhale and say "I'm gay" and my mom says, "THANK GOD YOU'RE NOT PREGNANT!" (gasp) okay...So Many Ways to Say
and today I'm...proud even put on a bracelet or two,
(double head nod) okay.
today I'm interviewing for my passion, childcare. "Of course I'm qualified, what? The hair...?" (grasps hair, eyes follow imaginary person out the door) oh...okay.
so today I'm a volunteer knock, knock, knock, "Will you vote no on Prop 8?" The reply "I'm busy, but will you help my daughter with her bags? I'm late." (rapid head nodding) Okay!
well, today I'm


Of Love and SkyAnd like a slow day you are bathed in sunlight; the moving hours revolving on your lips' weightless touches, eyes describing the afternoon.Of Love and Sky
Here I am peaceful and no one sees us behind our nescient veil.
Under these clouds I ask so you so many things, and listen for your stirring the way birds sing in the brittle sky.
Hushed words and unending bliss populate our embrace; and as the night clenches the horizon you come to me always; robbing me of sadness, replacing my longing with your impassioned se
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When two people walk far enough into the distance, they merge.
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Tragidy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
Want to be a vampire?----------------->[link]
I live for the day I die.
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::With enough soap, one could blow up just about anything!::
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I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.
-Robert Frost
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